Julia Brigdale
@julia-in-between.bsky.social
What an extraordinary man #gaza #humankindness
October 8, 2025 at 6:58 PM
What an extraordinary man #gaza #humankindness
now, I find, must only ever be 2-3 feet deep at most and perhaps from now on, seeing as I have witnessed its truth, it will be more willing to welcome me
October 6, 2025 at 10:26 AM
now, I find, must only ever be 2-3 feet deep at most and perhaps from now on, seeing as I have witnessed its truth, it will be more willing to welcome me
A still summer-dry pond, which I have only ever understood to be black-water-deep-filled and oppressive
October 6, 2025 at 10:26 AM
A still summer-dry pond, which I have only ever understood to be black-water-deep-filled and oppressive
The first of this year’s quince crop, just over the same again ripening still on the tree. The most ever from this fairly young tree and like everything else fruiting this season, it’s really gone for it.
September 28, 2025 at 10:48 AM
The first of this year’s quince crop, just over the same again ripening still on the tree. The most ever from this fairly young tree and like everything else fruiting this season, it’s really gone for it.
It’s going pretty well, not SO distracted by the view that no work gets done, quite the opposite; as planned/hoped, the self-imposed few days solo in the motorhome is proving fruitful #amwriting #amediting
September 4, 2025 at 12:13 PM
It’s going pretty well, not SO distracted by the view that no work gets done, quite the opposite; as planned/hoped, the self-imposed few days solo in the motorhome is proving fruitful #amwriting #amediting
So very honoured to have read @nicolawriting.bsky.social ‘s new book, Ghosts of the Farm (30 Sept ‘25). Full of the best of what Nicola does so uniquely: the layering of perspectives and stories, coming together in a rich, poetic appraisal of our human relationship with nature & place. Bravo 👏
July 11, 2025 at 12:15 PM
So very honoured to have read @nicolawriting.bsky.social ‘s new book, Ghosts of the Farm (30 Sept ‘25). Full of the best of what Nicola does so uniquely: the layering of perspectives and stories, coming together in a rich, poetic appraisal of our human relationship with nature & place. Bravo 👏
Today’s treasure, Viola odorata alba (correct me if I have got the nomenclature wrong). First this clump and then others and further sprinkles along the hedgerow.
March 24, 2025 at 12:01 PM
Today’s treasure, Viola odorata alba (correct me if I have got the nomenclature wrong). First this clump and then others and further sprinkles along the hedgerow.
Bluebell no.2 in a different bit of woodland to yesterday’s initial find.
March 23, 2025 at 10:05 AM
Bluebell no.2 in a different bit of woodland to yesterday’s initial find.
And then my eye was caught by colour, and I found this! There's always one really early bird, keen to kick-start the woodland into full bluebell action. For you
@thekentacorn.bsky.social
@thekentacorn.bsky.social
March 22, 2025 at 9:09 AM
And then my eye was caught by colour, and I found this! There's always one really early bird, keen to kick-start the woodland into full bluebell action. For you
@thekentacorn.bsky.social
@thekentacorn.bsky.social
Yesterday I went looking for windflowers, Anemonoides nemorosa, and found this, my first this spring. Further into the woodland and there were many.
March 22, 2025 at 9:09 AM
Yesterday I went looking for windflowers, Anemonoides nemorosa, and found this, my first this spring. Further into the woodland and there were many.
My favourite sign of spring. The first buds of the blackthorn blossom opening; I love the pin-prick effect of the multitude of flower buds, the winter twigs and the coating of lichen. So beautiful.
March 21, 2025 at 3:31 PM
My favourite sign of spring. The first buds of the blackthorn blossom opening; I love the pin-prick effect of the multitude of flower buds, the winter twigs and the coating of lichen. So beautiful.
March 18, 2025 at 9:22 AM
An icy wind again. A herd of 20 roe deer ripple across the winter barley. A halo of light in the topper-most treetop; new leaf? catkins? rare sun-spot? The entrails of a deer smarting, glistening red in dried grass, no bones. A heron rising from the pond. Wild narcissi. Spring.
March 11, 2025 at 11:53 AM
An icy wind again. A herd of 20 roe deer ripple across the winter barley. A halo of light in the topper-most treetop; new leaf? catkins? rare sun-spot? The entrails of a deer smarting, glistening red in dried grass, no bones. A heron rising from the pond. Wild narcissi. Spring.
A box full of precious letters and diaries; looking back enables one to fathom the present, and move forward. I love hearing afresh my conversations with my grandpa, and dear, dear friends. #amwriting
March 11, 2025 at 9:42 AM
A box full of precious letters and diaries; looking back enables one to fathom the present, and move forward. I love hearing afresh my conversations with my grandpa, and dear, dear friends. #amwriting
My CDD* has at last come to an end
@themarshtit.bsky.social
In the usual place for my first chiffchaffs of the year, this yesterday, one calling from the woods nearby, another responding from within these trees ...
*chiffchaff deficiency disorder
@themarshtit.bsky.social
In the usual place for my first chiffchaffs of the year, this yesterday, one calling from the woods nearby, another responding from within these trees ...
*chiffchaff deficiency disorder
March 11, 2025 at 9:27 AM
My CDD* has at last come to an end
@themarshtit.bsky.social
In the usual place for my first chiffchaffs of the year, this yesterday, one calling from the woods nearby, another responding from within these trees ...
*chiffchaff deficiency disorder
@themarshtit.bsky.social
In the usual place for my first chiffchaffs of the year, this yesterday, one calling from the woods nearby, another responding from within these trees ...
*chiffchaff deficiency disorder
February 13, 2025 at 3:27 PM
Writing about the river today (Medway) & harking back to May last. Golden, sunny, enchanted. Beauty & sorrow; the cuckoo is glorious, the ash die-back appalls. A moment before I heard reed warblers, a moment later, a nightingale ...
February 13, 2025 at 3:27 PM
Writing about the river today (Medway) & harking back to May last. Golden, sunny, enchanted. Beauty & sorrow; the cuckoo is glorious, the ash die-back appalls. A moment before I heard reed warblers, a moment later, a nightingale ...
Find my Medway journey back in May 2024, here #sourcecatchmentflow
February 5, 2025 at 3:55 PM
Find my Medway journey back in May 2024, here #sourcecatchmentflow
It’s a companion piece to a longer writing project, about walking a river as means through which to explore life-long friendships & relationships, their faithfulness & their betrayals; about nature & the changes due to climate change & our lack of care.
February 5, 2025 at 3:55 PM
It’s a companion piece to a longer writing project, about walking a river as means through which to explore life-long friendships & relationships, their faithfulness & their betrayals; about nature & the changes due to climate change & our lack of care.
It’s going to take a while for the scope of this book to percolate. The language is rich, boundary breaking. Its ideas plunge us into necessarily fantastic possibilities; we must be brave & creative in our thinking. I am grateful. Magnificent @RobGMacfarlane #isariveralive
January 29, 2025 at 9:59 PM
It’s going to take a while for the scope of this book to percolate. The language is rich, boundary breaking. Its ideas plunge us into necessarily fantastic possibilities; we must be brave & creative in our thinking. I am grateful. Magnificent @RobGMacfarlane #isariveralive
Today and this day last year. Prunus cerasifera, plum cherry.
January 16, 2025 at 2:05 PM
Today and this day last year. Prunus cerasifera, plum cherry.
First snowdrops. Photo taken a week ago. On the bank of the parish boundary, with bluebell foliage peeking through the leaf litter 💙
January 16, 2025 at 1:41 PM
First snowdrops. Photo taken a week ago. On the bank of the parish boundary, with bluebell foliage peeking through the leaf litter 💙
Pure excitement! 💙💚
January 12, 2025 at 6:03 PM
Pure excitement! 💙💚
Evidence, should it be extrapolated.
January 9, 2025 at 3:07 PM
Evidence, should it be extrapolated.